Fight on, mama.
But if you go, go in peace.
Since young, my siblings and I called our maternal grandmother, mama.
On one occasion, mama was not able to eat for close to two days. My mother quickly called the ambulance to rush her to Changi General Hospital's A&E department.
She passed away at 1616hrs on 31 May 2016.
On the 7th day of every odd week for 49 days, family members have to pay respect to my late grandmother at Kong Meng San Phor Kark See Monastery.
Mama is now with my late grandfather, and her two sons — one of whom was my godfather.
My 干爹 passed away suddenly in 2015 when I was doing my internship in Nepal. He used to stay together with mama.
Here they are reunited.